Saturday, 29 June 2013

Prescription Punk

The famous Dr. Gooch on Karsonn Park
Avenue, was a son of bitch – a son of a cunt. The child of the
eminent Doctor Benway, or so he said. I sat stable before him before
agreeing on another diagnosis, a mixed depression -anxiety disorder, obsessive compulsive disorder- blah blah
bi-poler between moods schizo DISORDER. Once again pills prescribed as
followed: Citalopram, Paroxetine, Sertraline, Venafaxine and of
course - Fluoxtine etc. Schizophrenic paranoiac persecution - personalty dementia pre flex- Disassociation depersonalisation
disorder - all disorders of course...pills prescribed as followed:Chlorpromazine Thioriazine, Mesoridazide,
Levomepromazine, Loxapine, Lithane, Lithobid.. sacred Valium, many more pams - anyway I sat a listened, bored. For neurotic narcissistic psychotic
compulsive pathology as followed: Bifeprunox, Pimavanserin,
Vabicaserin, the latter new to me. He lisped off these
made up words dull face grey bureaucratic stranger insecticide eyes, I was in my usual acrimonious mood as I sat and nodded - thanking
you free health care. I'll take your pills and scripts advice and labels
from the bargain basement. Smile polity to the chemist - I will be
home for 10AM to run a bath and bathe - check my status: 'Personalty
disorder'.